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Some time ago, we posted the email above. We solicited your advice on how to find Tim, then promptly forgot about it and went on vacation. Now, the time has come to re-open the mailbag and post our favorite responses. MORE »

If you corner a wild Russert, he may attack unless placated with a headshot and sharpie. (Photo by Liz Gorman) MORE »

Weep to this tragic tale of an impolite journo-celebrity. A young man with a “terrifically hot girlfriend” is snubbed — snubbed! — by regular-guy and noted father-lover Tim “Little Russ” Russert. The gentlemen greeted the Ultimate Insider with a hearty “good evening, sir!” Did Tim return the salutation? “No, you just kept walking to your Lexus SUV.”

We happen to know that the only way for a peon to get a response from Little Big Russ is with a fist and the words “go Bills,” but we wouldn’t want anyone to have to lower themselves to that kind of pandering behavior. Have a little dignity, Washington. The full ad is reprinted for your amusement after the jump.

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Cold, loveless, formulaic punditry: MORE »

Sure, it looks a bit Freudian, but no one noticed that the last four E.J.Dionne columns were all about castration anxiety. MORE »

Getting busted for painkiller abuse: sad/funny.
Getting busted for unprescribed Viagra: HYSTERICAL. MORE »

Time mag has a lengthy piece on Joe Lieberman’s primary campaign, full of fun anecdotes — like how the Senator’s denying that the SOTU kiss ever even happened, and how Harry Reid has declined to ask bloggers to be nice to Joe. It doesn’t paint a pretty picture of Lieberman’s chances. Then we read this: MORE »

Our crazed loner brother has a fittingly spiteful and vitriolic Porter Goss poilitical obituary up, great reading while you’re waiting for someone to publish tomorrow’s stories on the resignation, which will either be earth-shattering or bland retellings of shit you’ve been reading on Wonkette (and TPM, Harper’s, etc.) for a week now. But this passage is certainly fun: MORE »

You came through again, everyone. This week’s sightings are all over both the map and the stratified Washington hierarchy. Helen Thomas apparently likes to eat with the kewl kids, even if she’s just gumming it. Kevin Nealon, Newt Gingrich, and Marion Barry pull some nice trim. Ted Koppelhas a death wish. Morgan Spurlock keeps trying to supersize his career and Tom Friedman’s mustache of wisdom has nothing to do with Napoleon.

A whole rack more, as standard, after the jump.

Please don’t forget that Wonk’d is entirely tipster driven. So when you spot someone famous out there, make a note in your PDA, ’cause you’ll have other hazy memories to sort through in the morning. Once you feel that reminder buzzing you, email us here, with “Wonk’d” or “Sighting” in the subject line (along with the name of the celeb that you saw). Thanks!

And speaking of sights to see: YES, we are aware of the frightening photos of Katherine Harris “getting her cougar on” with a cute young college journalist. We will be blogging about them shortly.

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Springtime in the city, and everybody is out grubbing. This week in Wonk’d finds Bill Clinton, feasting like a king, er, president; Justice Samuel Alito, chowing like it was his constitutional right; and Michael Chertoff, securing some risotto. Also spotted: Steve Carell, filming a new movie; Tom Brokaw, picking up some workout threads; and Grover Norquist, doing the shimmy-shimmy-shake. All this and more, of course, after the jump.

Loyal readers, you have supplied us with a bounty of celebrity sightings this week. Take advantage of the warm season, and go out and spot more people that may or may not want to be spotted. Then send the info to us via email, with “Wonk’d” or “Sighting” in the subject line (along with the name of the spotted celeb). Thanks!

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It’s true! It’s all true! Carlson has stopped wearing the bowtie on TV (yet, presumably, still in the bedroom — right, Tucker?).

Wow, now that’s shocking — wait a minute, TUCKER CARLSON IS STILL ON TV?! MORE »